damndamndamndamndamn!
I finally got the HD installed on a server at the office to try and salvage what data I can. As soon as I put it in the box and reboot, all hell breaks loose. Windows informs me that there's data corruption on that HD, and running checkdisk would be a Very Good Thing ™. I start one. There are roughly 10,000 bad sectors on that disk. After two hours of Michel and I tossing a frisbee back and forth in the office, checkdisk was still trying to fix the HD. I'm not optimistic.
When I get home, after drowning my sorroes in scotch with Michel, I tried to logon to my wireless network at home. I was never able to. I tried to fight with it, but it won, and I'm really not in the mood for it tonight. So now I'm using my network cable, which is hanging across my room and is tempting Boris to act naughtily towards it – behaviour I'm trying to avoid at all costs.
Anyway, I checked my email, and now I'm going to bed. Night all.